The ups and downs of being single in your 30's...early 30's that is. |
Yesterday was my long awaited court date. I arrived at the courthouse approximately 30 minutes early thinking I would have plenty of time to find where I had to go and do whatever it is you do before you start. Can ya tell I've never done this before?! To my surprise, there was a long line waiting outside the door. All I could think of was UGH...does this mean I am going to be sitting here all day?! As the line moved I found the first thing you were greeted with as you entered the door was a metal detector. After that you were on your own to figure out where to go. My mind was too nervous to concentrate on every sign I saw so I asked one of the guys standing my the metal detector. He was not nearly as friendly as I had hoped, but he did direct me to the room I needed. There I signed in with a grumpy woman. Is it a mandatory qualification to work in the courthouse that you must be grumpy??? I find the court room I needed and was the 2nd person to arrive there. As I sat there I watched the room slowly start to fill. I looked at each person trying to figure out if they were there for a speeding ticket like me or if they did something much worse. I watch too much T.V.! The first police officer arrives and I think nothing of it. He was a state policeman and the one who gave me a ticket was a city policeman. Then the judge appears. I was feeling pretty lucky at that point...no cop means possibly no ticket...YIPPEE!!! The judge starts by telling us how they changed the laws in Michigan approximately 5 years ago and they are no longer authorized to put tickets under advisement or remove/lower points. WHAT?! That was my whole purpose of being there! He said it would be up to the officer. Hmmm, so if the officer isn't there then what?? I was the 3rd person called up there. They asked how I plea. I nervously stated, "I plea responsible." The officer asked to look at my ticket then told the judge he would reduce my speed, which gave me 1 point instead of 3. The judge then asks if I have anything I would like to tell him. Um, yea there were plenty of things I would have liked to say...I don't want any points, the expressway I was on is similar to the autobon (sp) in Germany and they are lucky I wasn't going faster, I'm a girl give me a break since I didn't cry, just to name a few. Instead I said, "no, not really." That was it, I had to go pay my $115.00 and called it a day. Not as great as I had hoped, but at least my points were reduced. |